This short story is an entry in the 2002 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
Category: Adult
Movie Night
By
Courtney <Courtenesca@aol.com>
'Of all the gin joints in all the world she had to walk into mine...'
"Oh God, this is so sad..." Val snuggled deeply under her cozy blankets, kleenex rubbing her red nose dripping with tears. "Rick is so world-weary, yet strong. Ilsa, beautiful, and torn between duty and love... Star crossed lovers, how utterly romantic. And what a cruel, cruel tragedy! I j-just l-love this m-m-movie! BoooHooooo!"
Listening outside the door, "Casablanca? Again? There'll be no talking to her tonight..." Not wanting to compete with Bogey and Ingrid, Brett turned away, discouraged.
"What am I doing? She's seen this flick a hundred times! Why am I afraid to disturb her Highness--like it's some royal screening? The hell with this!"
Like a riled cowboy from the old West, Brett kicked the bedroom door open, grabbed the remote, shutting the movie off. "I want a word with you, missy, movie or no movie--and I mean NOW!"
"Brett, you know I can't talk when I'm watching Casablanca; it's a rule!" Val tried to take the remote; he held it above his head.
"Rules are made to be broken. You've broken enough of them lately to know that. ...Come'n get it, Val. I dare you!" Fuming, she jumped, standing on the bed, trying to reach the remote. He kept it far enough away...
"Brett, STOP IT! I need to see that movie tonight!"
"And I need to talk to you, Valerie. Stop grabbing for the remote-or you'll be sorry."
"I'm already sorry, Brett: sorry I married you! Give me...or I'll scream!" Her eyes flared, her body heaving with all the petulance of a thwarted child.
Brett teased the remote right above her; she took the bait. She leaped clumsily, he caught her in midair and threw her over his shoulder. "You know where we're going, don't you, Val?"
"Brett, no! Put me down! You don't understand. I *have* to watch the movie!"
Brett smacked her pajama seat all the way down to the basement family room. "Oh, I understand more than you think, Miss Fantasy Pants. In my own home I'm done playing second fiddle to Bogey and the Duke.
"So, listen up, little missy, and listen tight. ...Val, it's time we star in a movie of our own. You'll get your just desserts over my knee, naughty girl. And I get satisfaction of having your undivided attention. AND the last word. For once.
In the basement, Valerie was put face down across her husband's lap, her jammies at her ankles. SMACK! "PLEASE, Brett, n-n-not a spanking!
"Oh, yes, my dear. You're getting spanked 'cause I DO give a damn. So take it like a lady-and put your lips together and blow." SMACK!
"What we've had here is a failure to communicate." SMACK! " ...And now we've got one heck of a great movie title:
'We'll Always have Bare Ass...' "
The End
© Copyright by Courtney Summer, 2002
Reviews
Pablo Stubbs <Pablo.Stubbs(at)newsguy(dot)com>
A lovely, easy creation of mood here, and it's carried through with screwball-ish characterisation and humour. It's Gable and Colbert, Hepburn and Tracy, maybe Grant and Hepburn too - the way they might have been. The infusion of movie references works really well too - though the final pun definitely gets some groans also.
Abrat4you <abrat4you(at)aol(dot)com>
Easy to follow...good twist that would catch the reader's attention...loved the shock of both the teacher...and the boys...a good theme, well written.
Anne <Ladyanne60(at)aol(dot)com>
Very cute and catchy title to Valerie and Brett's upcoming movie! A naughty wife classic spanking tale, western style. The Duke would be proud of this one. The use of witty remarks using classic cinema lines was indeed brilliant. I like Brett's slightly altered "Gone with the wind" response. Is there an upcoming sequel to this story?
Kate <ecattiva(at)aol(dot)com>
Very witty and engaging. I love the intentionally melodramatic language and the classic movie references. With a husband like Brett, I can't imagine why Val's wasting her time in front of the TV, though. :-)